Subject: "I remember those days."
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Posted on: 2019-10-17 18:10:31 UTC

The Aviator, dressed as a certain sunglasses-wearing, redheaded demon, stopped not too far away from them, smiling at Gadrik. "Enjoy it while it's easy, mate, he'll be back-talking before you know it."

"I do not backtalk," Elanor said, and stuck her thumb in her mouth. She was dressed in khaki shorts, a jean jacket, and a striped shirt, and held a stuffed dog under one arm.

Zeb—who looked quite odd with his curly blond wig and tan waistcoat—grinned. "I don't know," he said. "I think it gets easier when they get older."

"Yeah, for you, maybe," the Aviator said, elbowing him.

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